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The Pop-up Tent and Me…

It has stayed up in our lounge for the last few days, this brightly coloured, spotty den for my little boy. I think it’s still up partially because he loves it and is now regularly saying “mummy tent” which means I squeeze inside too (at the risk of getting stuck) We play with the picnic basket or any other toys that he can fit in (mummy takes up most of the room) It may also be up because I am actually useless at taking the flipping thing down!

I’d like to think that I am quite an intelligent woman. My husband is very smart, much smarter than me, so why then are we on our second pop-up tent? Well, the first met an untimely death after it misbehaved and we almost beat each other with it. After several attempts of trying to fold the tent away, it very much bent out of shape and was sort of a tent-like Weeble (do you remember these? They wobble but they don’t fall down? 😉 )

After tent number one passed away, we bought a different model, same idea for tent number two. We found a video on YouTube for folding away the tent. Looking at this made much more sense than the paper instructions included, which may as well have been written in In The Night Garden speak. Using the video, he was then able to fold the tent away and into it’s little holder and can now do it without a second thought.

I can get to what I think is the first stage and from then on, I find the tent is like a squirming toddler and does not want to listen to me. It doesn’t help that the cat appears too, almost as if to mock my incompetence. So here it is now, lying on the lounge floor. Maybe I’ll wait for the hubby to sort it and I might watch Practice makes perfect, I guess!

Just to make me feel better, do any other parents also have these fun and games with pop-up tents? x